Today was a lazy, sleep-in vacation day. We slept in until about 9:30 and took it easy. Nate and Maddie were excited about being able to run up to the resort general store by themselves to get me a paper and some donuts. Cathie and I then sat through a 90 minute spiel from the Starwood time-share group. It was funny watching the guy do the soft-sell on us - starting with some bonding and report building, lots of negative reversals and pattern-interrupt stuff. We told him we'd think about it, at which time they sent out the used car "sales manager" who brought out the high power sales cheese, which I had fun with, trying not to be too much of a tool back to the guy. It reminded us of a time when Cathie and I went to Bally's Fitness and at the end of the sale, the guy tried to close it with, "So you don't want to be healthy then?" We ended up getting some great discounted tickets and cash out of the whole deal and it was interesting to learn about how the whole thing worked.
It was record cold for this time of year down here, in the 50's this morning, so there wasn't much in terms of swimming time.
We hung out during the day and then checked in over at the Nickelodeon Hotel, but the water wasn't much warmer as you can see from the picture above. The hotel was designed for kids, as you can see from this part of the water park. They had a giant water contraption with slides, a basketball court, a mini-golf course and periodic shows poolside. Every so often the bucket at the top of the water park would be filled with green slime and dumped on the kids below.
We went out for pizza and then came back and saw some of the Nick Shows that night, and Maddie was picked for one of the games (that's her on the far left).
They had a giant arcade situated right next to the bar, so the parents could drink while the kids play. We came back to the room, ate some popcorn and the girls made watched their show while Nate and I watched the World Series, which we turned off after the 8th inning. Nate and I both giggled every time they said Albert Pujols name (pronounced poo-hole).
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Now you know why there is such a distrust & dislike for sales guys.
Kris and I giggled at Pujols as well.
David, David,
I thought I told you and Cathie if you see a Starwood Salesman coming towards you RUN !RUN! TO THE LIGHT STAY AWAY FROM SCARY SALES REP--
MOM:)
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